Arriving

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I sighed an knocked on Liz's door. She opened it, and immediately grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. Oh god.

"You ready for this?" Liz asked.

"No, not really......" I replied.

She ran to the kitchen, leaving me standing in the hall leading to her front door. I wondered if I could still make a break for it. I bent down, and untied my shoe. Kicking it off, I looked around. Liz's place was pretty nice. Before I could inspect to closely, she bounded back in the hall, and pulled me to her living room, setting down five cans of red bull on the coffee table before speaking.

"Lets get this party started" She said.

I just groaned.

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